Chapter 250 Don’t Play If You Can’t Afford to Lose
"I choose her!"
Matsumoto pointed a finger at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng was shocked, and his eyes were filled with anger and fear.
The people waiting to be selected at the winery nearby were even more reluctant.
One by one, they stood in front of Jiang Cheng and started arguing in Chinese.
"You are a grown man, and you are drinking with a woman. Do you have any shame?"
"He looks like a skinny monkey, with no flesh on his cheeks. He is definitely not a good guy."
"If you have the ability, ask your grandfather to do it!"
A group of men, talking one after another, only to realize that the other party couldn't understand.
"Jiang the translator, translate it for them!"
Several men called out to Jiang Cheng, but the frightened Jiang Cheng didn't respond.
Leader Cui also stood up and looked at the people on the R side and said, "This is inappropriate. Comrade Jiang Cheng doesn't drink."
Matsumoto from the R party sneered, no longer concealing his true purpose and tapping the signed agreement on the table.
"We have signed the waiver agreement. According to the agreement, why can't we designate a candidate?"
"Everything is done according to the agreement, isn't it what you said yesterday?"
As soon as Matsumoto finished speaking, someone echoed, "That's right, China is a place that keeps its promises."
Yesterday, Jiro came with a group of R people to show his support.
Jiro and Matsumoto shook hands without hesitation.
Leader Cui finally understood.
The Chinese did it on purpose.
They wanted to take revenge on Jiang Cheng.
Leader Cui is anxious, what should he do?
Leader Mu, the only one present who knew Jiang Cheng's alcohol tolerance, had a blank expression on her face. She stood behind Leader Cui and said decisively, "Leader Cui, now that things have come to this, let Comrade Jiang Cheng take over."
"At worst, we can just give up early."
Leader Mu said the word "surrender" very reluctantly, as if he was forcing it out from between his teeth.
When Leader Cui was in a dilemma, Jiang Cheng spoke up.
"Drink it!"
To outsiders, it seemed that Jiang Cheng took a step forward with the determination to die and expressed his resolve.
"Leader Cui, I can do it. I must do it!"
Jiang Cheng didn't wait for Leader Cui to answer and walked towards Matsumoto and his companions.
"What a great move!"
Her compliment on this good move made Jiro smile smugly and said, "I hope you can hold on a little longer, and don't bring shame to your country."
There is no doubt that Jiro did it on purpose.
Jiang Cheng, who was provoked, snorted coldly and said, "My motherland will win! Always!"
Jiro looked at Jiang Cheng with a mocking look, took a step back, made an inviting gesture and said, "Please come in, we'll know if it's true or not."
Jiang Cheng didn't say any more nonsense and stood opposite the skinny man with a stern face.
The dry man had never looked Jiang Cheng in the eye. Now he said, "My name is——"
"The name of the loser is not important."
Jiang Cheng interrupted him, looked at the small wine glass on the table without even looking at him, and said, "Change to a bigger bowl!"
Jiang Cheng was full of heroic spirit. Regardless of whether she could drink or not, her courage in front of the R people was enough for all the Chinese people present to cheer for her.
"come on!"
"Awesome!"
There are more and more people.
Not only Chinese people, but also many foreign guests gathered around.
At this time, the small wine glass on the table has been replaced by a large bowl.
The table was also filled with drinks.
Jiang Cheng opened it generously, poured the wine, and held the bowl.
"Dry!"
Jiang Cheng did what he said and gulped down the first bowl of wine. The dry-looking Chinese man opposite snorted disdainfully, slowly poured the wine, picked up the bowl, and drank.
I also finished a bowl.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng poured wine again, picked up the bowl and drank it all.
The dry man continued to drink.
Bowl after bowl, one dish after another.
By the fifth bowl, everyone was staring at Jiang Cheng, as if waiting for her to fall.
But no matter how you look at it, Jiang Cheng's eyes seem to be getting brighter and brighter.
The skinny man from country R began to doubt, does she really not know how to drink?
It’s a pity that Jiang Cheng didn’t give him the chance to continue thinking.
She drank one bowl after another without pausing, waiting or sobering up.
The dry man felt a little uncomfortable after drinking too fast.
When the dry man drank the tenth bowl, some of the wine spilled outside.
! .
Among the crowd watching the excitement, an R-language translator came over with a basin and placed it under the head of the skinny man from R country.
"Order more, you can pour it out and continue drinking later, don't waste it."
"After all, our female players didn't waste a single drop."
These two sentences made the dry man dare not leak wine from his lips intentionally.
The translation that came back received manual likes from other translators.
So relieved!
The drinking contest continues.
Jiang Cheng drank the 23rd bowl without blushing or beating his heart, while the skinny man on the other side was already blushing, his heart was beating fast, and his eyes were blurred.
At this time, Party R had already realized that they had been deceived by Jiang Cheng again.
Those who say they can’t drink are all fake!
Jiro stared at Jiang Cheng, wishing he could bite Jiang Cheng to death himself.
While Matsumoto hated and disliked Jiang Cheng, he also felt a little curious about him.
How could this woman be so powerful!
In Matsumoto's impression, women should cook and clean at home.
The drinking contest reached its final stage and ended with the dry man on the R side spurting out the drink.
Jiang Cheng, who had anticipated this, squatted under the table in time, and the wine sprayed out hit Jiro, who was gritting his teeth behind him.
Jiro closed his eyes.
He moved one hand from his forehead down to his entire face.
Jiang Cheng came out from under the table considerately, looked at Jiro with a worried look on his face and said, "Mr. Jiro, we sell handkerchiefs here, would you like to buy some?"
Jiro clenched his fists and let out an angry groan from his throat.
Jiang Cheng, who was watching the fun, said, "Your expression... I would have thought I killed your whole family!"
"Baga!"
Jiro couldn't help but swear. Jiang Cheng was still as irritating as ever, and said in slang: "No Baga, but there are a lot of turtles. Do you want to buy some?"
Jiro was so angry that he was about to fight, but was pulled away by Matsumoto.
Matsumoto, who was calmer than Jiro, looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "You won, so there's no need to provoke me anymore, right?"
Jiang Cheng sneered.
"I won because I am stronger."
"Please don't make yourself sound innocent. It's just that your plan didn't work this time. Did I beg you to drink?"
Jiang Cheng's mouth seemed to be filled with poison, and his perfect logic left Matsumoto speechless.
Matsumoto was speechless, but the dry-mouthed Chinese man who was drinking had something to say.
He walked towards Jiang Cheng, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction as he said, "If you hadn't concealed your alcohol tolerance, I wouldn't have lost at all."
"I'll give it to you this time."
Jiang Cheng was so angry at the shamelessness of the R countrymen that he laughed.
"let?"
"In China, we have a word called 'acceptance', but this is something the winner says to the loser."
"This is the first time I've seen a loser say the word 'let'. If our ancestors knew about this, they would crawl out of the ground and scold me - do you have any shame?"
"Of course I'm not an old man, so I can't say anything too civilized. I can only say... you're so shameless! If you can't afford to lose, don't play!"
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